This is a song about "Giving up on life"

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

And pull those other four down you ain't giving up

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

No, i just carry on, and make life good and live it up,

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Giving up, is what these dudes outta do

And all the while i think of you

No time to plot retreats

Giving life to dying breeds

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck